Reba closed the door with her free hand, and Brock spun Reba around into his arms. They both smiled and then he kissed her. Reba made a, "Hmmmm…," noise as she totally melted into Brock's kiss. Then Reba pushed away so they were still in each other's arms, but they needed to talk. "Did you do any thinking about our situation?"
"Well," he started, "I've been wracking my brain all day, but we're in a very bad situation. You know that. I just don't know."
"Same here," Reba looked down a little disappointed, but Brock put his hand under her chin and lifted her head so he could kiss her. Reba's disappointment then disappeared because she knew that they would try their hardest to do what they could.
"Well, I have a surprise planned, it's at my house. Common," he said pulling Reba's arm. She felt like she was in high school again, that they were going to sneak out and have a romantic evening without anyone knowing. She felt dangerous, and she enjoyed it.
They pretty-much ran to Brock's house, Brock pulling Reba the whole way. She thought that it was the funniest thing ever and she burst out laughing half way there. Once they got to the house Brock picked Reba up, and Reba opened the door. Once they were inside Brock sat Reba on the couch in a dark living room. Then he left and went into the kitchen, to return with candles and dinner. It was all so beautiful.
They ate the dinner that Brock made, and then they lay out on the couch together. They were talking about some of the good times when they were married. Reba started to get tired, despite her sleeping all day, and she fell asleep on Brock's chest. He didn't try to move her; he thought she was so beautiful just laying on him. It was already 9:00 p.m. and he knew that her being at his house was risky, so he slowly picked her up and walked her back to her house. He brought her up to her bed, and then went home to clean up the mess he left before everyone got home.